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Authors: Maggie Kaye
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just stating the wedding is off. Then, turn your phone off until you’re ready. People might be a little hurt at first, but those who care about you will understand. Give yourself time to deal with it.”
“I don’t know. It seems kind of cold and impersonal, but it does have its appeal. I have been dreading having to explain everything.” Chloe’s eyes became a little misty with unshed tears.
Garrett noticed and said, “Come here.”
She hesitated and then walked over to him.
He pulled her in close and rested his head on top of hers. His arms closed around her in a comforting hug. “I promise it will get better. You can use my study when you’re ready.” Garrett picked up one of her corkscrew curls. “I think I’m becoming fond of your hair this way.” She frowned. Looking down, he saw her expression. “But judging by your expression, I guess I’d better dig out that blow-dryer.”
CHAPTER FIVE
After restyling her hair so it lay in looser, softer curls, Chloe decided to take Garrett’s advice to send out a general statement, letting everyone on her e-mail address list know she’d canceled the wedding. She sat at Garrett’s desk with her laptop in front of her.
The problem was she wasn’t sure what to write. She looked around the room for inspiration. Garrett’s study unquestionably represented the typical man cave with chocolate brown walls, overstuffed tan sofas, birchwood cabinetry, and a large plasma-screen TV hanging over a river-stone fireplace. A few well-placed accessories added softness to the otherwise masculine room. Getting to her feet, Chloe approached the bookcase on the other side of the room. He definitely liked to read. It was chock-full of books from how-tos to murder mysteries. She spotted one that looked promising.
“Red, are you okay in there?” Garrett called out from the connected family room. “Just write ‘I regret to inform you of the cancellation of my wedding to—’” There was a pause. She could have sworn she heard him say jackass. “‘—to Trevor Wycoff. Sorry for any inconvenience this has caused you,’ and sign your name. Hurry up. I’m making popcorn, and I picked a movie that should appeal to your girly nature.”
Chloe took his advice and sent out the brief message to everyone who was an e-mail friend and had been invited to the wedding. The few who weren’t could wait until later. Besides, most of those were on Trevor’s side. He could deal with them. She had a movie to watch.
*~*
Garrett had chosen Sleepless in Seattle with Tom Hanks and Meg Ryan. Unfortunately, the movie had the opposite effect on Chloe. Within minutes of the start of the film, she had fallen asleep. She was currently out like a light. He could tell by her heavy breathing.
When she had initially drifted off, he had removed her glasses and placed a pillow under her head. It was far better than the twisted-pretzel position she had originally fallen asleep in. That one would only lead to a stiff neck and a visit to a chiropractor.
In sleep, Chloe had naturally adjusted herself so she now had possession of the majority of the couch. The pillow was now pressed up against his thigh with her hair splayed across his lap.
He hadn’t had the heart to wake her so he had sat quietly, watching the film while she slept. Now the movie was over. He had already used the remote to turn off the TV. It was time to wake Sleeping Beauty.
“Come on, Chloe. Time for bed.” He pushed a strand of hair off her face. She shifted her position but didn’t budge. He tried again. “Red, the movie’s over. Get up, honey.” If anything, her heavy breathing became more of a light snore.
Figuring she probably didn’t weigh too much as compact as she was, he decided to carry her. He stood. Turning, he bent down, reached under her back and legs, and lifted her. It was amazing how heavy dead weight could be.
Pulling her in closer to his chest, he started for her room. He almost knocked her into the door
“I don’t know. It seems kind of cold and impersonal, but it does have its appeal. I have been dreading having to explain everything.” Chloe’s eyes became a little misty with unshed tears.
Garrett noticed and said, “Come here.”
She hesitated and then walked over to him.
He pulled her in close and rested his head on top of hers. His arms closed around her in a comforting hug. “I promise it will get better. You can use my study when you’re ready.” Garrett picked up one of her corkscrew curls. “I think I’m becoming fond of your hair this way.” She frowned. Looking down, he saw her expression. “But judging by your expression, I guess I’d better dig out that blow-dryer.”
CHAPTER FIVE
After restyling her hair so it lay in looser, softer curls, Chloe decided to take Garrett’s advice to send out a general statement, letting everyone on her e-mail address list know she’d canceled the wedding. She sat at Garrett’s desk with her laptop in front of her.
The problem was she wasn’t sure what to write. She looked around the room for inspiration. Garrett’s study unquestionably represented the typical man cave with chocolate brown walls, overstuffed tan sofas, birchwood cabinetry, and a large plasma-screen TV hanging over a river-stone fireplace. A few well-placed accessories added softness to the otherwise masculine room. Getting to her feet, Chloe approached the bookcase on the other side of the room. He definitely liked to read. It was chock-full of books from how-tos to murder mysteries. She spotted one that looked promising.
“Red, are you okay in there?” Garrett called out from the connected family room. “Just write ‘I regret to inform you of the cancellation of my wedding to—’” There was a pause. She could have sworn she heard him say jackass. “‘—to Trevor Wycoff. Sorry for any inconvenience this has caused you,’ and sign your name. Hurry up. I’m making popcorn, and I picked a movie that should appeal to your girly nature.”
Chloe took his advice and sent out the brief message to everyone who was an e-mail friend and had been invited to the wedding. The few who weren’t could wait until later. Besides, most of those were on Trevor’s side. He could deal with them. She had a movie to watch.
*~*
Garrett had chosen Sleepless in Seattle with Tom Hanks and Meg Ryan. Unfortunately, the movie had the opposite effect on Chloe. Within minutes of the start of the film, she had fallen asleep. She was currently out like a light. He could tell by her heavy breathing.
When she had initially drifted off, he had removed her glasses and placed a pillow under her head. It was far better than the twisted-pretzel position she had originally fallen asleep in. That one would only lead to a stiff neck and a visit to a chiropractor.
In sleep, Chloe had naturally adjusted herself so she now had possession of the majority of the couch. The pillow was now pressed up against his thigh with her hair splayed across his lap.
He hadn’t had the heart to wake her so he had sat quietly, watching the film while she slept. Now the movie was over. He had already used the remote to turn off the TV. It was time to wake Sleeping Beauty.
“Come on, Chloe. Time for bed.” He pushed a strand of hair off her face. She shifted her position but didn’t budge. He tried again. “Red, the movie’s over. Get up, honey.” If anything, her heavy breathing became more of a light snore.
Figuring she probably didn’t weigh too much as compact as she was, he decided to carry her. He stood. Turning, he bent down, reached under her back and legs, and lifted her. It was amazing how heavy dead weight could be.
Pulling her in closer to his chest, he started for her room. He almost knocked her into the door
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